That night Andras wanted to speed things up with Robin; he didn't want to wait not even a second longer.
He took Robin's hand and told him to choose a spot for them to sleep.
Nervously, Robin fidgeted as stretched out his arms as he probably picked up on Andras' impatience.
Then Robin accepted the blankets from his hands and started walking around the area determined to choose a more private spot for Andras to pitch the tent.
Robin looked around and saw that some of the men were already feigning sleep on their blankets.
Andras said, "hurry and choose a spot already."
"I'm coming, have some patience please."
He could hear the panic in Robin's voice and he hated hearing that word patience when Andras thought he exemplified enough of it already.
"Why do you still get nervous around me?"
"Maybe you can start by not snapping at me over the most ridiculous of things."
"What if I don't think I'm being ridiculous?"
Robin rolled his eyes and ignored the question.
